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I do as he asks, crawling onto the bed and positioning myself on my hands and knees. Fury steps up to the bed, and his cock is the perfect height for my mouth. I reach for him, curling my fingers around his hard dick as my eyes move to Mex. He’s watching me, his hand stroking over his cock as I slowly lower my mouth. Parting my lips, I take Fury in, slowly lowering my mouth down until I’m fully engulfing him.

I forgot to tell them my little party trick.

I’m a deep throater.

I’m a person with a gag reflex that doesn’t know how to work. I’ve never been able to make myself vomit, and that means that I can slide a dick into my mouth and throat with ease. I make sure my eyes don’t leave Mex as I release Fury from my mouth before taking him in again. His growl tells me he very much likes what I’m giving him, so I continue, taking his balls in my hand and cupping them as I suck, devouring every delicious inch of him.

“Fuck,” Fury grinds out, his body tight as he reaches down, tangling his hands in my hair and moving my mouth faster.

“Slow down,” Mex orders. “We’re not done yet.”

Fury jerks his cock from my mouth, panting as he takes a step back. “You fuckin’ suck better than any woman I’ve ever met.”

Mex shoots him a look, but I’m not sure what that look means. If I were to guess, I would say it was a little ... jealous? No, I must be wrong. Mex can’t stand me, and he’s made that abundantly clear. I’m not good at reading people anyway, not when it comes to emotions at least.

Mex moves to a bedside table, pulling out two condoms. Tossing one at Fury, he walks toward the bed, sitting on the edge of it. “Get on my lap.”

I move toward him as he rolls the condom down his thick length. I crawl onto his lap, putting my knees either side of his, shuffling in so we’re face to face. Something about this position has my heart racing, and I find it hard to concentrate on anything else when he’s looking at me like this. Taking my hips into his hands, he slowly lowers me down onto his cock. Gasping as pain shoots through me, Mex’s eyes flash.

“Easy,” he murmurs.

God.

I’m obsessed.

I’m fuckingobsessedwith this man.

It’s terrifying.

From his voice, to his body, to the way his cock fills me. Everything about him makes me hungry in a way I’m afraid will ruin me.

My breath comes out shaky as I take him deeper and deeper. His hand glides up my back, the way it did before, and the caress once again feels ... different. Special, even. Like I matter. Like somehow, I’m not just another woman. I know that isn’t the case, but my heart is playing tricks on me because it’s making me feel something I haveneverfelt before.

Once he’s fully sheathed inside me, he slides that hand down to my hip and begins rocking me on his cock. Sensation fills me, and I close my eyes, tipping my head back as a moan escapes my lips. Warm, hard flesh comes up behind me, and Fury’s hand reaches around to my breasts as he carefully caresses while I fuck Mex. His arm settles beneath my breasts after a moment, and he uses it to lift me up and down, making me fuck Mex harder, deeper.

My eyes pop open, and I gasp as pleasure fills me.

Mex hasn’t taken his gaze off me, and when our eyes meet again, a moan slips from my lips, and his jaw tightens. He looks at me like he wants to consume me, to eat me alive. Up and down I bounce, desperately searching for my orgasm.

“Come on,” Mex urges, his voice tight. “Find it for me.”

When he says things like that, my body so desperately wants to respond.

I reach down to find my clit, but Mex takes my wrist in his hand, moving it away.

“No.”

Scared I won’t be able to find it, my body immediately pushes down what was so close. Frustrated, I drop my head. Mex takes my chin and tips my head back, nodding at Fury to release me. He does, stepping back. Placing his arm around so his hand is on the flat of my back, he begins rocking me slowly once more, but this time, he brings his mouth to mine.

I have wondered what it would feel like to kiss Mex. I have fantasized about it, over and over again. So when his mouth closes over mine, I melt into him. For a moment, everything seems to disappear, and it’s only me and him. My body comes alive once more, but in a way that is so much deeper. I feel it to the very depths of my soul, and when our tongues dance, I know that he has found something in me I didn’t even know I had.

Passion.

Fire.

Emotion.

I don’t even notice the orgasm until it’s upon me, and when it erupts, it sends my world spinning. I gasp into Mex’s mouth as my body breaks out into little trembles that rock me, over and over, so deep they feel like they’re coming from the inside out. My lips part against his and my head tips back slightly as a pleasured cry rips from my throat. What is the mostincrediblefeeling washes over me, and I never want it to end.

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